Page 61 of Savage for You

“Sure. So, I gotta know, why good girl?”

“Because in smut books, we love it when the main male character says, “Are you my good girl?” I reply with a smirk.

He nods and laughs.

I'm sure he thinks we’re crazy for getting that, but it’s something we can look back on and say we were in an era of the ‘good girls.’

I hand him my phone so he can take the picture for us, wishing I had brought my Polaroid along. We grab another ride-share and head back to my place.

We all take showers and jump into my fluffy bed for sleep.

Tonight was so much fun. I always have fun with Rocky, but tonight with all of our friends was amazing.

Things are finally looking up. I need to tell him who I really am. Tomorrow, and hopefully he understands why I wanted to wait so long. You know when you meet someone, and you just click with them? I moved here on a whim with a broken heart thinking things wouldn’t ever look up, and they have. I have never felt like this for someone. Not even Dylan and I’d been with him since high school. I don’t doubt that it was love, but it wasn’t the kind of love that you see in movies or read in romance books. Rocky is someone I can see myself with and have a future with.

I need him to understand why I didn’t want to tell him. I’m not ashamed of him. But, if he were to lose out on an NFL team he really wanted because of who he’s in a relationship with, it would crush me. I don’t want to hold him back. I would follow him to California. Shit, I would follow him anywhere.

I never asked to be who I am, but I was given two of the most amazing parents who happen to own a football team.

They’re supposed to be here. They weren’t supposed to get hit by a drunk driver. Sometimes life just sucks.

I had to pick up my crown, dust that shit off and become the woman they wanted me to be a lot faster than we planned.

I grab my phone to text Rocky because I need to tell him.

Me: I need to talk to you about something.

twenty-six

Montana

Talon: ANSWER YOUR PHONE.

Atlas: Call me ASAP

Dylan: You’re MINE baby girl.

Rocky: Killer?

“Montana, I think you need to wake up,” Autumn says as she’s shaking me.

I groan, and as I roll over, I realize it's really fucking bright out. Why is she waking me up? What time is it? All these questions are swarming in my head as I get out of bed and head to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and put my hair up in a messy bun and walk back out to see Autumn sitting at the edge of the bed.

“Okay, I am semi-human again, Wait, where’s Marley?”

“She left earlier. Something about her sister needed to get picked up from her friend's house.” Autumn replied.

“Oh, ok. Then what’s going on? Why are you waking me up then?” I ask confused.

“Are you really Romeo Taylor's daughter? There’s a video that’s gone viral on TikTok that says you’re his daughter. And that bitch Holly posted a video of pictures of you two with the proof of who you really are.”

My breath catches in my throat and crippling fear takes over my whole body. “No. No. No. This cannot be happening right now.” I whisper.

Grabbing my phone, I call my uncle back first.

“Atlas, I don't know how this happened! What happened with the software? I thought that no one would be able to post anything. I will fucking end her, Atlas. I can’t believe she would do this after fucking my boyfriend. This isn’t how I wanted Rocky to find out. I can't lose him.” I’m pacing back and forth trying not to cry.

“I don’t know, Montana, but I promise I will figure it out. Rocky Savage. That's your boyfriend?”

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